NEW ORLEANS, Feb.
23, 1861.
DEAR MR. BOYD: I
fear from our experience here the cadets did not have a good time of it last
night. It rained here a part of the day and night and now we are having a sort
of postscript in a heavy shower. I have had a good deal of running about to do
to-day, because I got here on Thursday after bank hours, and yesterday being a
holiday it was closed, and this morning on application I found the book which I
had sent down a week ago by mail only got here this morning. So I did not get
it till 2:30 p.m. and Dr. Smith wanted to go to Baton Rouge at 5 p.m. so we
gave it but a rapid examination, but there being a balance in bank larger than
I claimed Dr. Smith was on the safe side in passing it. I have been with him to
the boat, and he is off for Baton Rouge, and I have naught to do but be off for
home. I shall start to-morrow, Sunday, for St. Louis to reach there Monday
evening.
Tell St. Ange that I
found Madame Lefevre and got the books entered, though I was bothered by the
deputy collector. Still I think he will soon receive the books. I made the
custom-house oath without seeing the list invoice of books. I know you will
expect me to tell you some general political news. All here is secession on the
streets. Indoors they are more reasonable and some have said to me that even
yet if the North will give guarantees, this state would return. More than one
have said that the leaders were afraid to leave it to a vote of the people.
Congress can do nothing. The Peace Conference may report. I don't see what
Lincoln or any man can do, when sections are arrayed against each other and
will not believe each other.
I still adhere to my
old notion that we have to fear anarchy more than a direct conflict on the
slavery issue. If any of the Southern States become dissatisfied with the
tariff policy of the new combination and I have myself heard merchants talk
pretty plainly of the tariff already imposed on northern goods, they will
secede a second time and so on to the end of the chapter.
I have seen a good
deal of Bragg who goes on quietly but steadily, organizing two regiments of
regulars and mark my word when a time of strife comes he will be prepared.
He tells me there is
an officer at West Point whose name I now forget, who wants to be your superintendent.
But the governor has advertised for one to apply before April 6 — so that no
choice will take place till then. In the mean time Dr. Smith has the check book
and can draw for money. I really do hope you may have a clever fellow, for your
social position is one of isolation and those who are so banished should have
respect and even fondness for each other. There is no pleasure or satisfaction
in life when one's associate is devoid of feeling, sense, or judgment. With
these and a few companions I have never cared much whether my abode was in Wall
St., San Francisco, in the Desert, in Kansas, or Ohio.
But the truth is I
have socially been too much isolated from my children, and now that they are at
an age when for good or ill we should be together I must try and allay that
feeling of change and venture that has made me a wanderer. If possible I will
settle down – fast and positive. Of a summer eve with my little Minnie and
Willy and the rascal Tom I can live over again my Florida life, my ventures in
California, and my short sojourn in the pine woods of Louisiana, and I will
teach them that there are kind good people everywhere, that a great God made
all the world, that He slighted no part, that to some He assigned the rock and
fir – with clear babbling brooks but cold and bitter winters, to others the
grassy plain and fertile soil, to others the rich alluvium and burning sun to
ripen the orange and sugar cane, but everywhere He gave the same firmament, the
same gentle moon, and to the inhabitants the same attributes for good and evil.
What a beautiful
task in theory, which may all explode the first moment of its realization but
still one to dream of – and I know you will believe me sincere when I hope, in
that little group, wherever it may be, you will some day drop in and try my
hospitality. I assure you.
About the 20th of
February, having turned over all property, records, and money, on hand, to
Major Smith, and taking with me the necessary documents to make the final
settlement with Dr. S. A. Smith, at the bank in New Orleans, where the funds of
the institution were deposited to my credit, I took passage from Alexandria for
that city, and arrived there, I think, on the 23d.1 Dr. Smith met
me, and we went to the bank, where I turned over to him the balance, got him to
audit all my accounts, certify that they were correct and just, and that there
remained not one cent of balance in my hands. I charged in my account current
for my salary up to the end of February, at the rate of four thousand dollars a
year, and for the five hundred dollars due me as superintendent of the Central
Arsenal, all of which was due and had been fairly earned, and then I stood free
and discharged of any and every obligation, honorary or business, that was due
by me to the State of Louisiana, or to any corporation or individual in the
state.
This business
occupied two or three days, during which I staid at the St. Louis Hotel. I
usually sat at table with Colonel and Mrs. Bragg, and an officer who wore the
uniform of the State of Louisiana, and was addressed as captain. Bragg wore a
colonel's uniform, and explained to me that he was a colonel in the state
service, a colonel of artillery, and that some companies of his regiment
garrisoned Forts Jackson and St. Philip, and the arsenal at Baton Rouge.
Beauregard at the
time had two sons at the Seminary of Learning. I had given them some of my
personal care at the father's request, and, wanting to tell him of their
condition and progress, I went to his usual office in the Custom-House Building,
and found him in the act of starting for Montgomery, Alabama. Bragg said
afterward that Beauregard had been sent for by Jefferson Davis, and that it was
rumored that he had been made a brigadier-general, of which fact he seemed
jealous, because in the old army Bragg was the senior.
. . . I recall a
conversation at the tea-table, one evening, at the St. Louis Hotel. When Bragg
was speaking of Beauregard's promotion, Mrs. Bragg, turning to me, said, “You
know that my husband is not a favorite with the new president.” My mind was
resting on Mr. Lincoln as the new president, and I said I did not know that
Bragg had ever met Mr. Lincoln, when Mrs. Bragg said, quite pointedly, “I
didn't mean your president, but our president.” I knew Bragg hated Davis
bitterly, and that he had resigned from the army in 1855, or 1856, because
Davis, as secretary of war, had ordered him, with his battery, from Jefferson
Barracks, Missouri, to Fort Smith or Fort Washita, in the Indian country, as
Bragg expressed it, “to chase Indians with six-pounders.”
I visited the
quartermaster, Colonel A. C. Myers, who had resigned from the army, January 28,
1861, and had accepted service under the new régime. His office was in the same
old room in the Lafayette Square Building, which he had in 1853, when I was
there a commissary, with the same pictures on the wall, and the letters “U.S.”
on every thing, including his desk, papers, etc. I asked him if he did not feel
funny. “No, not at all. The thing was inevitable, secession was a complete
success; there would be no war, but the two governments would settle all
matters of business in a friendly spirit, and each would go on in its allotted
sphere, without further confusion.”
I walked the streets
of New Orleans, and found business going along as usual. Ships were strung for
miles along the lower levee, and steamboats above, all discharging or receiving
cargo. The Pelican flag of Louisiana was flying over the Custom House, Mint,
City Hall, and everywhere. At the levee ships carried every flag on earth
except that of the United States, and I was told that during a procession on
the 22d of February, celebrating their emancipation from the despotism of the
United States government, only one national flag was shown from a house, and
that the house of Cuthbert Bullitt, on Lafayette Square. He was commanded to take
it down, but he refused and defended it with his pistol.
The only officer of
the army that I can recall, as being there at the time, who was faithful, was
Colonel C. L. Kilburn, of the Commissary Department, and he was preparing to
escape north.
Everybody regarded
the change of government as final; that Louisiana, by a mere declaration,
was a free and independent state, and could enter into any new alliance or
combination she chose.
1 The 22nd. — ED.
2 Sherman went first to St. Louis, where he
stopped for a few days before going on to Ohio. - Ed.
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